This story is from the website of the "Torturess" Find her at: Torturess A black crepe spaghetti strap minidress. A funky pair of black high heeled pumps. An thin, black velvet choker. All bought for the occasion. All to make her look as irresistable... as delicious... as possible. When it was all said and done, Nancy had run up a bill in excess of $350 in preparation for this evening. But it would definitely be worth it. This was to be a very special evening. Earlier that day, Nancy went to her health club. She hardly ever went before noon on Saturday, but she wanted to spend a few hours there and she knew that the club wouldn't be crowded. She worked out for a good two hours, first hitting the exercise bike, then taking a step class, and finally doing some free weight work. Nancy always like the way she felt after she worked out - the blood tumescing in her muscles and the endorphin rush. It always made her feel invincible. And incredibly sexy. Nancy stood before her full length mirror as she slid her second pearl earring into place. She then stood and beheld herself. A vision of sweet, erotic beauty. She really knew what turned Richard on and, as she spent hours preparing herself - taking a long, luxurious bubble bath, smoothing moisturizer into her olive tanned skin, brushing her long, light brown hair, and applying more than a dab of Obsession perfume - she meditated on just what she would do to drive him wild tonight. Richard and Nancy. They had been an item for just over six months now. And what passionate months those were! Anyone who knew either of them well couldn't help but acknowledge that their relationship was something special. The kind of relationship that inspired jealousy among even the closest of friends. In fact, Nancy knew that her good friend and roommate, Michelle, was terribly jealous of Nancy's relationship with Richard, having just gone through a nasty breakup herself with a boyfriend of three years. But Nancy tried her best not to let such envious feelings harm their friendship. Nancy met Richard at a weekend retreat for student leaders of the Class of '96. Neither had met the other in their first three years at the huge state University, and now, in the remaining months of their undergraduate careers, they poured every last ounce of energy they had into this love affair. All the heated desire of youth - all the angst about an uncertain future after graduation - drove Nancy and Richard into each other's arms night after night. But this night would be unlike any other. Richard picked Nancy up at 7 that evening. When she heard the knock on the door, she felt a dizzying exhiliration. Walking slowly to the door, Nancy tried to imagine what Rich's reaction would be when he laid his eyes on her. Barely able to suppress a smile, Nancy turned the doorknob and opened the door. Standing there, dressed in chinos and a sport jacket, Richard's mouth gaped open for a second. "Oh... my... God", he quietly exclaimed, as his eyes ran over Nancy's body as she stood there, elevated three inches taller than he by the door frame. He had never seen her in that dress before... he had never seen her looking so spectacular. Like a model! He swallowed hard as he tried to think of something intelligent to say, but his head was buzzing. "You look so... beautiful", was all he could get out as he absent mindedly handed her the red rose he had brought with him. Richard couldn't stop gawking at Nancy. The way the dress' material clinged to her body. Her legs, smooth and bare, still richly tanned from her Spring Break trip to Cancun. Those high heels... that choker... and the hint of warm, inviting cleavage revealed by the tastefully low cut dress. Richard looked into Nancy's smiling eyes and then at her glistening red lips. He opened his arms wide and placed one foot up in the door frame, hugging her toward him. As he moved close to kiss her, Nancy held his chin back with the tip of her index finger. "You like?", she asked, smiling ear to ear. The buldge Nancy could feel pressing against her leg from within Richard's pants was the only answer she needed. Still holding his chin with the tip of her finger, Nancy planted a soft kiss on his lips - hers just barely parted, warm and moist. "Just a taste", she thought to herself, as she pulled back. "Now, let's go party", she said quietly, as Richard stared in awe at his lover. =============== Richard took Nancy out to a popular restaurant in town. The food was good, not excellent, and the atmosphere was romantic - dim lights, candles, soft music. Richard had taken Nancy there several times before. For a while Richard made small talk. Even though the two had been dating for half a year, he felt unusually nervous. The way Nancy was dressed was most certainly part of it. Although she would have looked gorgeous wearing a potato sack and even though she had dressed to kill on previous occasions, there was something different about her entire appearance this evening. The way she held eye contact with him all night. The mysterious way she spoke. Softly. Infrequently. Even the uncharacteristically forward way she flirted with their waiter. And of course, her fingernails softly raking his inner thigh under the table throughout the meal didn't do a whole lot to ease the tension. It just seemed that Nancy's every action was calculated to make Richard want her. And it was working. His erection had barely flagged since Nancy aswered her door that night. The entire ride over he thought of that brief kiss... and the promise held in the gentle, sweet teasing of her lips. In his jeep on the way to the restaurant, Richard couldn't help but be distracted by the way the hem of Nancy's dress crept up her thighs when she crossed her legs. And now, sitting so close in the cushioned circular booth at the restaurant, her breath soft in his ear... the scent of her perfume enveloping him in its erotic embrace... he wanted to throw her up onto the table and fuck her right then and there! To push that dress up around her waist and spread those beautiful legs wide and slide deep into her... burying his face between her tits and making her scream in ecstasy in front of everyone in the place. But, of course, he could only dream of it. And, oh God, those fingernails... =============== After dinner, Nancy denied Richard's most unsubtle pleas to return to either her place or his, and she insisted instead that they go out dancing, as they'd originally planned. Finally out on the crowded dance floor, after waiting in line for 20 minutes to get into the club, Richard and Nancy danced. Nancy snaked her hips to the funky beat, never missing an opportunity to press up against him or to shimmy down and straddle his leg. Richard kept up, but between all the looks Nancy was attracting and his mounting desire for her, he just wanted to get her the hell out of there to some place where they could be alone together. Nancy spun around and wrapped her arms around Richard, giving him a deep, open mouthed kiss. Their tongues dueled for dominance as each explored the other's mouth. Richard grabbed Nancy's ass - so firm beneath the thin dress material - and pulled her tight against him. She wrapped a smooth leg around one of his. The softness of her breasts pressing against his chest - the taste of her mouth and the fragrance of her hair - all sent a direct jolt of something fierce into Richard's veins. His pulse quickened and his breath grew heavy. Pulling out of the kiss, Nancy ran her tongue across Richard's cheek and gently nibbled at his earlobe, whispering, "Is that a pistol you're sticking into my belly, big boy, or are you just happy to see me?". "Nance, we gotta get outta here", Richard replied, his voice trembling with desire. "Why?", Nancy whispered, grinding her hips in a circle against him. "We just got here. And besides... I'm having fun, baby." She pulled back to look into his eyes and give him a sweet, little girl smile. He looked so frustrated she couldn't help but giggle. Running her fingers through his hair, she asked, "Please?" Richard rolled his eyes and puffed out an exasperated sigh. "Okay. Just for a little while longer." Nancy smiled, her eyes sparkling. "I'm gonna get a beer. You want something?" Nancy just shook her head, continuing to smile. When Richard returned with his beer, two guys were dancing with Nancy. One in front and one in back. Nancy didn't appear to mind at all - smiling warmly at each as they did the bump and grind together. Richard was standing about six feet away when she caught his eye. He looked injured and small. And at the same time he looked like he was about to explode and take out the entire building with him. Nancy knew it was time to go. =============== Richard sped back to his place, after giving Nancy the choice of destination. "Thank you for a fun night out", Nancy said as they pulled up to the curb in front of Richard's apartment. Richard just turned off the key and gave Nancy a quick smile. "Now, I hope you're ready for an even better night in!", he said, hopping out. Richard let Nancy out her side and followed her as she slowly walked to his front door. He bit his lip as she walked up the front porch steps. It nearly hurt to watch her hips swing so... perfectly. Before unlocking the door, Richard took Nancy into his arms and kissed her passionately. "God, Nance, I've never wanted you this much before in my life!", he exclaimed. Nancy met his kiss, with equal passion, unbuttoning his shirt as she sucked and nibbled at each of his lips individually. Richard dropped the keys fumbling for the front door key. Nancy smiled, gracefully squatted down, and picked up the keys. Gently sliding the door key into its lock, she let them in. Slamming the door behind him, Richard grabbed Nancy and spun her around. He groped at her, hugging her to him... kissing her bare shoulders and nuzzling her beautiful neck. While he lost himself in the silky hair flowing around the nape of her neck, she continued to unbutton his shirt, feeling his firm pecs and washboard abs with her fingers - lightly brushing her nails over his nipples. It was obvious that Nancy was in the driver's seat that night - and it was driving the two of them wild. Nancy kissed Richard's neck as she slid his sport jacket and shirt down his shoulders. By the time the garments hit the floor, Nancy was down sucking at Richard's left nipple and Richard was moaning uncontrollably, saying, "Oh Nancy... oh God... I love you Nancy!" She slowly kissed and licked her way down his abs to his belt buckle, which she undid. Richard layed back against the wall in his foyer and closed his eyes... awaiting one of Nancy's exquisitely hot blowjobs. Nancy undid Richard's fly and pulled his pants down around his knees. She looked up at him and smiled as she ran a finger teasingly inside the elastic of his boxer shorts. Richard opened his eyes, looked down and said, "Come on baby... you've got me dying for it now!" Nancy inched Richard's boxer shorts down his thighs, allowing his raging hard- on to spring forth. Pursing her lips, Nancy kissed a drop of precum from the head. The front of Richard's boxer's were rather damp from all the excitement of the evening. When she wrapped her soft lips around the sensitive head, Richard gasped. When she slowly licked up and down the underside of his shaft, flicking rapidly just under the head with the tip of her tongue, he moved his hips and slapped the wall behind him with his open palm. Whe she lightly squeezed his balls and took his cock deep into her mouth, beginning to suck it long and deep, he curled his toes inside his shoes and let out a series of high pitched whimpers. When Nancy grabbed the belt around Richard's knees and tightened it, he lost his balance and fell to the floor. "What the f-", cried Richard, as Nancy straddled him. "I always been able to tell just when you're about to cum", Nancy said as she spread her sexy legs and sat on Richard's chest. "I always know because your balls rise up and you make that little girl sound", she said, sliding her wet panties down his chest, past his abs, until the tip of Richard's twitching cock was pulsing against the soft cotton with the lightness of a feather. Richard's face was beat red. He could hardly get the words out. "N-Nancy! G-God don't do this to me!!" Nancy slowly smiled as she grabbed Richard's wrists and lifted them above his head. She kept him there on the floor for a full half hour, kissing his chest, rubbing her hair over his skin, kissing his mouth to silence him as the begging commenced. After remaining silent throughout the cruel, soft torture, she whispered into his ear. "How's it feel to want me like you've never wanted me before?" Richard looked up at Nancy, speechless - his eyes insane with desire. "Because you know what, baby?", she said, pausing to run her tongue lightly over his lips as she pressed her wet panties down onto Richard's helpless, aching cock. She smiled. "You're never, EVER going to have me again!" Richard froze, mouth wide open and Nancy let out a wicked laugh. "Know why? 'Cuz I know all about what went on when I was away on Spring Break", Nancy said, ever-so-softly, blowing into Richard's ear. "I know how you fucked Michelle. She's been dying to do it ever since she met you, and now you both did it. You betrayed me, darling." Nancy lifted her upper body off of Richard's, still holding his hands firmly to the floor. Releasing one of his wrists, she pulled her arm back and slapped his face with all her might. "Have fun jerking off tonight... asshole!" Nancy abruptly stood and pulled down the hem of her dress as Richard struggled to his feet. His belt was tied so tightly around his knees that he crashed against the closet door and fell to the floor, at Nancy's feet. He grabbed her ankle as she pulled one of her shoes on but she slapped his hand away and stepped out of his reach. Nancy looked down at him and laughed. As Nancy opened the door to leave, Richard managed to work himself up to his knees. Tears streaming down his face, his purple cock bobbing in the air he looked up to her, pleadingly. Choking back a lump in his throat, Richard said, voice cracking, "Nanceeeeeeeeee! Pleeeeeeeeeeease! She meant NOTHING to me!!!!!!!" Nancy just stood in the doorway, watching Richard's fevered eyes take one last longing look at her body. She smiled sweetly and said, "Eat your heart out baby", and slammed the door shut behind her.